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Ultra rare avant-garde jazz, ghetto funk, deep soul, experimental, and punk rock vinyl LP records exhumed & examined by Montana-based record collector, professional musician, and amateur musicologist.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

HISTORY of BLACK JAZZ RECORDS

















One of my favorite record collector pursuits is amassing the complete output of certain labels. It's big fun to own every LP on a particular label and hear the musical trajectory of the artists develop over time. And if you dig what one group or musician is all about, there's likely similar performers to be found in the catalog. 

Of course, this geeky wannabe-hoarder goal becomes easier with smaller labels that had fewer releases compared to behemoths like Columbia Records or even Blue Note or Prestige Records where collecting every original LP could prove a full lifetime's (expensive) pursuit. 

Some hip small record labels of special interest to me include Detroit's 1970s-empowered Tribe Records, the spiritual/modal jazz powerhouse Strata-East Records and the adventurous Cobblestone Records from NYC, all of whom released a bare handful of records in an aware style of Afro-Jazz music heavy on feeling and groove.

Black Jazz Records released only 20 or so original LPs during its short existence from about 1971-1975. All the original pressing Black Jazz LP titles are in heavy demand and some have become exorbitantly priced over the years. In a nod to the short-lived 4-speaker 'Quad' era of Hi-Fi, many of the original albums were recorded in true Quadraphonic sound (stereo compatible). 


The label's biggest 'star' was perhaps keyboardist/composer Walter Bishop Jr., famous for playing BeBop jazz as Charlie Parker's pianist, but found here in funky pan-Afrodelic regalia for his two stellar Black Jazz releases. Another Black Jazz stalwart was keyboardist/composer Doug Carn who along with his then-wife Jean Carn put out four stunning records for the label, each a minor masterpiece of post-Coltrane spiritual funk-jazz dopeness. 

The executive director responsible for gathering these fuzzy lights of the underground jazz scene was soul-jazz pianist (and occasional actor) Gene Russell who recorded the first LPs on the label and produced many Black Jazz releases for other artists. Unfortunately, the label's independent distribution ensured the records stayed scarce and, likely, few Black Jazz titles sold much over 25,000 original copies, accounting for their rarity today in mint condition. 

The private-press look of the early jackets probably didn't help sales: a basic black & white cardboard cover repeated on both sides. They may appear low-budget to some, but the homespun look of the first Black Jazz LPs remain crudely endearing to us record collector geeks.

This is the kind of head-noddingly funky modal jazz and instrumentally expansive funk/soul you'll rarely hear on the radio (even then), but to my e
ar it remains among the most intelligently played and satisfying, multi-layered music found anywhere. I hope to address every Black Jazz release in chronological catalog order. And yes collectors, these are all original first-pressing LPs!

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Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Black Jazz Records #5 CALVIN KEYS 'Shawn-Neeq'


From the very first majestic wave of sound on 'Shawn-Neeq', it's clear guitarist Calvin Keys is setting off on an inspired, mystical trip. Rarely is instrumental music so perfectly conceived and executed with such fire and precision that it creates its own torsioned universe. The molten interplay and interlocking dynamics of the band display a command of an unspoken, bottomless musical language part funk-jazz, part Coltrane-ian modalism and unfailingly grooves hard throughout. The title track ranks as one of the top experiences in funky/spiritual jazz, glowing with a warm, burnished hue for its full 6 minutes as Keys' guitar and Larry Nash's Rhodes electric piano meld into a lovely, drifting wash of organic sound. The second side contains only two long tracks, 'Gee-Gee' and 'BK', both of which take jazz guitar into the stellar regions of  the wonderful. Without doubt every track here is a classic of the genre. I can not recommend this LP enough. One of my favorite albums perhaps topped only by Keys' other Black Jazz release 'Proceed With Caution' (reviewed elsewhere in this blog).

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Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Black Jazz Records #4 - RUDOLPH JOHNSON 'Spring Rain'

                                                                                                                                                                                              Perhaps one of the most straight-up jazz releases of the Black Jazz Records catalog, the little-known saxophonist's first of two LPs on the label finds him in a swinging hard-bop mood, although not above a killer breakbeat or two in the stone classic 'Diswa' or downtown jazz-funk dance moves in 'Devon Jean'. Tightly floating tenor sonorities ricochet off boundless open space in this great 1972 acoustic recording, basically presaging the German mid-70s ECM Records sound with a deep-focus soundstage, judicious use of reverbed room echo and a great 'out-front' horn tone. Late night mellow gold.

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Black Jazz Records #3 - DOUG CARN 'Infant Eyes'

After recording a rather straight Hammond B-3 organ trio LP for Savoy Records in the mid-1960s, Doug Carn's music became informed with his new-found Muslim spiritual beliefs on 'Infant Eyes', his 1971 LP and first of four released on Black Jazz Records. Joined by wife Jean Carn on operatic space-soul vocals, this is music infused with call-to-prayer incantations that soars freely and echoes within its own still spaces. Amid stately Fender Rhodes washes and sustained B-3 minor chords, complex harmonic snake-charming from flute, tenor sax, trombone and trumpet underpin Jean's righteous jazz vocals which are indebted to June Tyson's tough grit and welded to a sweet-singing Dinah Washington-like sense of phrase. Inventive, sensitive re-imaginings of John Coltrane's 'Welcome', 'Acknowledgement' and 'Peace' make plain the lineage of this music back to classic modern jazz but with a new fresh take via early 1970s revolutionary culture. A fantastic, quietly funky listening experience.

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Sunday, February 24, 2013

Adventures in Cool Music: CAN & KRAUTROCK by J.A. Cervera


Welcome, musical iconoclasts ! .....    

This blog will generally avoid most pop, rock & jazz music. Instead, our focus will be upon seminal but little-heard music in all genres remaining in need of rediscovery. In essence, we'll become a compendium of records and artists with the mark of singular greatness but which somehow avoided public perception to land in commercial oblivion. But our musical excavation is not just about outing obscurities for the sake of their rarity. This music serves as a larger argument against the soul-sapping reductionism of a corporate industry that continues to stagnate around an ever-decreasing crop of "radio-friendly" artists. Predictably, many of  our musical pioneers languished in poverty and never achieved any real level of monetary success. But does that mean they were failures? Only if you measure achievement with a calculator. The joyous thrill of pure musical creativity lives on within these rare grooves.





KRAUTROCK AND CAN


It may be a stretch to think of uber-rigorous Germany being capable of producing explosive, outlandish rock music, but some of the most influential and phantasmagorical rock & roll ever made spilled out from that Teutonic land during the late 1960s and early 1970's.


Under the generic - some say disparaging - term "Krautrock," the lost children of Nazi Germany tried to shake loose the cultural wasteland inherited from their corrupt forefathers and managed to alchemize the era's revolutionary spirit into a totally new musical sound. The mix of noise, poetry, and lyricism heard in Krautrock was different than the get-down-party vibe of most Western hippie bands who - with some stray nods to political unrest - mostly encouraged guilt-free youthful indulgence. But after two devastating world wars, German youth culture was non-existent and many young Germans of the '60s still had relatives with Nazi ties; others had suffered under the Nazi regime. So it was these deeply scarred but yet somehow still idealistic German kids, the first generation born after WWII, that was driven to create their own unique identity amidst their nation's cultural rubble.


Consequently, the free-thinking iconoclasm of the era cut deep with the young German art-rock bands and provided them with a more esoteric mindset versus the simpler hedonistic ethos of the Haight-Ashbury scene, for example. So when 'art-terrorist' German bands like Faust took up Marshall-stack amplified road drills and attacked their instruments on-stage or when radicalized commune-based groups like Amon Duul synchronized drug-taking and compulsory sex with maximum heaviosity, or a band like Neu! applied reductivism theory to rock music and used the same quintessential beat on nearly every track (presumably it was THE perfect rock beat -- which it may likely well be!), their shared attitude had the same symbolic deconstruction that would fire up Punk Rock a decade later: "Tear down the walls. Cut out the cancer. Start anew."


But in the young Germans' world, the existential cancer in question was more than just a vague feeling of generational boredom. Like the extreme German performance artists of the period such as Otto Muehl who would climb inside freshly slaughtered animal carcasses and read Goethe aloud for 24 hrs or the damaged, allegedly self-mutilating Rudolph Schwarzkogler who faked bleeding to death after supposedly severing his own penis in an art gallery 'event,' the avant-garde German rock groups applied scary standards to their work. Indeed, art and rock music were not just simple diversions for these bands - it was really a brave, desperate attempt to find a brand-new route to the future by completely exorcising the past.

Perhaps the most famous and accessible of all the German bands of the era is Kraftwerk who developed a synthesizer-based electronic sound that was to become the sonic bedrock, oddly enough, of Hip-Hop, Rap and EDM dance music 20 years later. Their robotically funky creations like "Autobahn," "Numbers," "Trans-Europe Express," "Showroom Dummies," and "Pocket Calculator" presaged the 100% computerized technology that would come to embody modern music production in the waning days of the 20th century.



KRAFTWERK - 1975


When the Brooklyn Hip-Hop innovator Afrika Bambaataa first sampled Kraftwerk extensively for the smash "Planet Rock" single in 1981, he set in motion a movement that was effectively the birth of  Hip-Hop's instrumental palette: huge, booming electro-drum sounds mingled with eerie synthesizer landscapes over which MCs laid down their gruff proto-vocals. In Detroit, young hip Black kids like Derrick May and Juan Atkins took Kraftwerk’s hypnotic, meticulous computerized rhythms and developed what would eventually be known as techno music. Meanwhile, late-1970's industrialists on both sides of the Atlantic like Cabaret Voltaire, New Order, The Human League, Suicide, Tangerine Dream and many others built upon Kraftwerk’s breakthroughs by taking the sequenced, stacked synth sound to the furthest reaches of both pop music and rock’s avant-garde scenes. Now universally hailed as one of the most influential bands of all time, Kraftwerk continues to tour and release records sporadically. Amazingly, their sound remains as fresh and vital today as that of any up and coming new act, a testament to the sheer innovative power of their original vision.

But it is perhaps the obscure and stunning German group Can that best captures the revelatory power and visceral transfiguration that makes rock music among the greatest modern art forms. As a collective, Can always added up to more than the sum of their parts. When the group recorded their first LP, the seminal Monster Movie album in 1968, three of its members were already well into their 30's and had trained under classical avant-garde composers Gyorgy Ligeti and Karlheinz Stockhausen as well as playing free jazz with the internationally renown Manfred Schoof Quintet.



But there was an unseen third force at work with the band: the band members claimed a kind of extrasensory assistance was responsible for the precisely ordered and perfectly sculpted nature of their 100% completely improvised music. Keyboardist Irwin Schmidt once claimed that "Nothing is planned, either on-stage or in the studio because everyone in this group is a telepath. There is nothing mysterious about telepathy, really anyone can do it. Like anything else it requires training, but you get to a certain level of telepathy and it works like a crisis point, which is the very basis of creativity, it is always crisis!... When I play, I wait until a certain machine tells me it needs to be turned on, and then I put it on. It is very easy to get power over machines once you realize that a machine is also alive and what God is to us, we are to the machines."




                                          CAN - 1972


Listening back to the very best early 1970's Can records – Tago Mago, Future Days, and Ege Bamyasi – it is indeed difficult to dismiss these spectral notions. It sounds like music forged directly from dreams and the subconscious, capable of both unearthly ferocity and extreme dynamics within the space of a few bars. Their prodigious intake of brain-frying psychoactives certainly played a goodly role but yet, somehow, Can’s improvisations retain a sharp focus and clear restraint far beyond the self-indulgent dull noodling of other similarly "trippy" groups.


In fact, Can never called what they were doing 'improvising' at all. In their collection of accidentally apocryphal anthropological recordings of non-existent cultures termed the Ethnological Forgery Series, they claimed to be involved in "instant composition" of "improvised forms" in which there exist references from one part to another, but which are completely created on the spot. Their secret weapon was bassist/tape manipulator Holger Czukay who produced many of their recordings and once said that Can's strength was simply "Listening to one another, instead of just playing...We have created a spiritual universe between us that allows for this kind of organic give-and-take music. If you take a mistake as a mistake, you don’t get very far with this so-called improvisation. But if you take a mistake as music as well, you can actually get your ideas from the mistake, then you have something far bigger and much more pure. That is the simple essence of Can music." The 18-minute track "Aumgn" on Tago Mago from 1971 may be the single most disorienting and frightening piece of music recorded by any rock band in the past 40 years. By turn, the lengthy title track of 1973's Future Days LP works as an intricate balm, it’s genteel evolution and enmeshed nature sounds soothing the savage musical beast that lurks just under the virtuoso production.

Along with a tangential indebtedness to The Velvet Underground and Minimalist classical composer John Cage’s electronically treated soundscapes, Can’s mantra-like music also has a very strong connection with African tribal rhythms due to genius drummer Jaki Liebezeit. His insistent, cyclical drumming anchored the group’s wildest ebbs & flows with metronomic, repetitive drum figures full of mystical power and nuance.
Liebezeit's driving, backbeat-heavy "motorik" beats have been sampled countless times for modern dance music by creative producers seeking an unstoppable rhythm track. On some Can tracks, the volume can even be very low and still retain a deep groove thanks to his drumming style which eschewed fancy cymbal work in favor of symbiotic bass drum / snare interplay. At several Can concerts, it is lore that the manic regularity of Liebezeit’s snare hits triggered mysterious hallucinatory trances in sober attendees including the British actor David Niven, who after attending a Can performance replete with on-stage magicians, dancers and circus midgets, famously stated that he had no idea what he'd just seen, but they were certainly the greatest band he’d ever witnessed (!).

Can’s various singers were also to become legendary. First, the black American ex-patriate Malcolm Mooney who despite -- or perhaps because -- of his underlying mental illness, became Can’s initial lead singer. At their inaugural concert, Mooney sang only the phrase "upstairs, downstairs" into the microphone for three solid hours even after the band had stopped playing. At a subsequent show held at a museum, Mooney began auctioning art masterworks off the gallery walls for mere pennies. As concert-goers quickly fled the premises with their priceless artifacts in tow, the distraught curator finally appeared with the police but it was too late.



Mooney soon left Germany in a hurry and was replaced by Japanese hippie wanderer Damo Suzuki who had been encountered on a Munich street literally staring at the sun and was immediately asked to become Can’s new lead singer without discussion. Suzuki’s highly enigmatic and oblique tones ranged from a gentle, meditative samurai to an enraged fighting sumo beast and were generally lyrically undecipherable except for an odd phrase here or there. Suzuki grew into a extraordinary frontman with a spooky, highly musical intonation that meshed perfectly with Can’s exploratory aesthetic until he finally returned to Japan attracted by the burgeoning Jehovah’s Witness religion in his homeland. All of Can’s classic early 70's efforts named above include Damo as the singer.

Can continued well into the late 1970's without any official singer, sharing limited vocal duties among themselves and expanding their instrumental sound into more pop-oriented areas, including a hit UK dance song, "I Want More," in 1977. Soon after, the band brought in African musicians and adopted a slightly dubious neo-Dub Reggae approach that was too far from their wild beginnings and they finally disbanded in 1980, just as Punk culture began to hail them and their Krautrock peers as pioneering influences. Sex Pistols singer Johnny Rotten claimed Can as his only favorite band and the basis of his subsequent group Public Image Ltd’s sound. David Bowie has called Can the single most important rock band of all time and avant-rockers like Brian Eno, The Fall, Wire, Iggy Pop, Julian Cope & Teardrop Explodes, The Orb, Sonic Youth, Aphex Twin, The Pink Fairies, Gary Numan, The Buzzcocks, Sparks and many more have borrowed liberally from Can’s sonic bag of tricks, if not their freewheeling, take-no-prisoners style. The critically-lauded alternative rock band The Mooney Suzuki even take their name from the two Can singers!

Can’s unprecedented resurgence culminated in re-releases of their highly collectible and pricey original LP albums on CD as well as a lavish box-set of unreleased material including an excellent DVD of recent interviews along with rare live footage taken from the band’s heyday. The 1997 double-CD set "Sacrilege" features electronica re-mixes of Can classics as done by the genres' standout talents. Sadly, the long-awaited Can re-union never took place and will now never occur given the untimely death of guitarist Michael Karoli in 2004. As he himself said in 1997, "We simply can not play again ever... In the old days, we spent 18 hours a day together, playing, rehearsing, recording, eating, arguing. We only went home to sleep with our wives. We played everyday hours and hours and hours for years and years. It was really very, very serious. The private universe we created that allowed us to communicate as Can cannot be re-visited in a simple re-union. It is now gone forever." Luckily for us musically-curious earthly denizens, the philosophical, political, and artistic statement that was Can lives on in 12 astonishing albums of soaring, unfettered musical creativity......Get The Can
!





J. A. Cervera has been a professional musician for over
30 years and an obsessive record collector since age 12.
He has tens of thousands of LPs and deals vinyl online
all over the world from his home in Livingston, Montana.

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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Black Jazz Records #1 - GENE RUSSELL New Directions




A rollicking hard-piano groove soul-jazz LP and a fairly straight-ahead start to the Black Jazz label. 'New Directions' is not a particularly intensely funky release nor one offering much of a modal electric feel but Black Jazz Records label producer/ executive director Gene Russell's very first album for his own label offers lots of chestnut standards like 'On Green Dolphin Street', 'Willow Weep For Me', 'Black Orpheus', and (Horace's) 'Silver Serenade', all played with a loose punchy Steinway piano slam that's quite similar to Russell's "Up, Up & Away" LP on Decca from the mid-1960's or something you'd hear from the early The Three Sounds or perhaps Quartette Tres Bien. Eddie Harris' huge smash 'Listen Here' is the likely stand-out track although Stevie Wonder's 'My Cherie Amour' is also typically lovely and smooth-swinging. Certainly a nice record but the best was yet to come, funk-heads!

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Black Jazz Records #2 - WALTER BISHOP JR Coral Keys


Serious grooves and deep Afro-centric flavor here on rippling Steinway piano from Charlie Parker's late-period accompanist/ band leader. 'Soul Turnaround' is perhaps one of the top five tracks within the 'rare groove' genre and showcases a juggernaut rhythmic propulsion coupled with a sweet samba-feel descending scale lick that lingers in your head as it makes your body uncontrollably shake around for its entire 8 minutes. 'Coral Keys' is another funky, smoky modal swinger featuring New Orleans monster drummer Idris Muhammad laying it down heavy & hot from the bass drum up, alongside horn giant Harold Vick and trumpet virtuoso Woody Shaw. A superbly funky jazz LP and a perfect foreshadowing of the more electric sounds awaiting in the wings of the Black Jazz Records stable.

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Saturday, May 28, 2011

KENNY BARRON - 'Peruvian Blue'



Another of my recent Los Angeles digs, this is a surprisingly hard-to-find LP from pianist/ composer Kenny Barron who's released a boatload of superb hard-bop flavored albums throughout his long career. Barron's virtuosic Fender Rhodes and Clavinet work -- instruments he usually rarely played -- is mysterious, intensely spiritual and deeply funky on the 10-minute modal-monster title track. Another nearly 10-minute opus, "Two Areas", deftly mixes warm electric piano and Albert Heath's downtempo samba-tinged drumming into an undulating, subdued dance of shifting counterpoint and snaky Latin rhythm. Guitarist Ted Dunbar -- a co-conspirator with Barron on several LPs and a severely under-heralded jazz guitar genius-- also consistently shines here and adds spacious chordal textures and tangy solos everywhere he appears. On "Blue Monk", Barron even manages to re-vitalize the classic Thelonious Monk standard without having to deconstruct the tune, revealing a breathtaking technique and a lyrical understanding of Monk's seemingly angular style. Exhilarating, spiritual electric jazz.


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Sunday, August 16, 2009

EDDIE HARRIS - 'Is It In'


One the funkiest, most freakily tripped-out, and (of course!) highly collectable LPs of tenor saxophonist Eddie Harris' many, many records, Is It In released in early 1974 remains a funk-synth groove-jazz landmark. Eddie's edgy electric sax is processed through Moog pitch-tracking effects designed especially for him on this album allowing his horn to sound like a treated Clavinet piano or Fender Rhodes keyboards or an eerie mournful lute -- often all at once. Rufus Reid and William James provide slinky electro-rhythms underneath on bass, drums and electric bongos while Ronald Muldrow's intensely processed 'GuitarOrgan' alternates between vocoder and chicken-scratch funk sounds. It's amazing how perfectly modern many of these warm analog tracks still sound when dropped in any dance club today. The heavily sampled opener 'Funkaroma' is pure hard-groove, robotic synth-ghetto get-down and 'It's War' with its long hypnotic funky vamp are both standout tracks. Harris put out so many records during this mid-1970s era that some were bound to be duds or come off like indiscriminate jokey gags. But Is It In is a cohesive, sinewy, and deeply forward-thinking work -- a minor masterpiece really-- and a killer soundtrack for rockin' Saturday night downtempo electro-funk jams with the ladies. Highly recommended.

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